The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3155 - 3150: Long Time No See, Are You Well?_1

Guo Huaian’s speech hadn't quite finished, yet the underlying message was already unmistakable.

He was essentially questioning Yang Chen’s level of certainty regarding a confrontation with Xuan Zhen.

A victory would be ideal, but if they proved no match for the enemy, the garrison members stationed here would be the ones to pay the price. Even a stalemate would result in significant losses for their side.

Currently, the prospect of a draw seemed impossible; there wasn't a single human cultivator capable of enduring Xuan Zhen’s assault for even the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

Yang Chen frowned as he grasped the implications of Guo Huaian’s words, his irritation becoming visible.

His own concerns regarding the encounter with Xuan Zhen were entirely different from those of the commander.

He was primarily worried about whether he could successfully intercept Xuan Zhen once the latter's location was finally pinpointed.

If their forces were spread too thin while Xuan Zhen rampaged through the mines, how could he possibly pin down and neutralize the threat immediately?

To ensure a flawless interception, it was vital that their strength be concentrated in a single location, holding a fixed position while awaiting Xuan Zhen’s arrival.

Yang Chen’s gaze grew icy as he commanded: "Brother Guo, simply follow my instructions."

"This..." It was clear that Guo Huaian harbored little faith in Yang Chen’s capabilities.

In his mind, if Yang Chen truly possessed such power, why would he hide in the rear like a turtle instead of guarding the front lines?

He was unaware that Yang Chen’s absence from the front was intentional. Had Xuan Zhen sensed his presence too early, there was no telling what the Spirit God Race expert might have done.

Ji Yue Shuang, sensing Guo Huaian’s hesitation, stood firmly by Yang Chen’s side. Pouting, she urged, "Just do as he says."

"Very well... I understand." Though he distrusted Yang Chen, Guo Huaian did not dare ignore Ji Yue Shuang’s directive. He nodded reluctantly, his heart heavy with worry for the lives of his subordinates.

Secretly, he decided that the moment Xuan Zhen appeared, he would order his men to scatter and retreat.

Since facing Xuan Zhen meant certain death, he saw no reason to commit his brothers to such a suicidal endeavor.

"Good. Brother Guo, implement my strategy and wait calmly for Xuan Zhen to show himself," Yang Chen stated flatly.

"Understood." Guo Huaian gave a dismissive, half-hearted reply, simply wishing to avoid further conflict with the youth.

Yang Chen ignored the man's attitude. The group returned to the East City District, taking up positions on the wall for the time being.

As the days crawled by, the Spirit God Race’s Xuan Zhen had yet to appear, though the East City District was plagued by various minor skirmishes.

Troublemakers from several foreign races appeared, utilizing a diverse array of strange techniques that piqued Yang Chen’s interest.

Nevertheless, he didn't let these distractions sway him; his focus remained entirely on his true target, Xuan Zhen.

He waited with the patience of a predator for his prey to emerge.

Finally...

After more than ten days of waiting, Yang Chen's senses picked up a faint disturbance.

Far beyond the borders of the East City District, a terrifying aura erupted, making its presence known. Simultaneously, a massive figure from the Spirit God Race came into view.

The towering man was none other than Xuan Zhen, the very opponent Yang Chen had been expecting.

Xuan Zhen’s gaze was drenched in bloodlust. As he arrived at the mining site, he looked down upon the area with the arrogance of a monarch.

At that moment, the various cultivators defending the Earth-made Mine caught sight of him.

A single look from Xuan Zhen sent waves of terror through them. They found themselves trembling, unable to meet his gaze as a primal fear took root in their souls.

"You humans are quite amusing. I assumed you would have the sense to crawl away and surrender these resources. Since you’ve chosen to stay, you can offer up your lives instead," Xuan Zhen declared, his suffocating aura exploding outward.

His heart was filled with nothing but loathing for humanity. He wanted to slaughter every last one of them.

His unprecedented hatred stemmed entirely from the man who had defeated him during their last encounter.

Faced with the Boundaryless might of Xuan Zhen, the other Boundaryless cultivators felt no will to fight. The second his aura washed over them, they broke ranks and fled in a blind panic.

They remembered Guo Huaian’s earlier warning: run the moment the enemy appears.

Watching the chaos unfold, Yang Chen sighed and shook his head.

He knew Guo Huaian’s interference had ruined his plan. Had the defenders stood their ground together, casualties would have been minimal, as he would have reached the front in mere moments.

There was no use dwelling on it now. He had to act immediately, or the East City District’s forces would be annihilated by Xuan Zhen.

As the group of Boundaryless cultivators scrambled to escape, Xuan Zhen let out a mocking sneer.

"Pathetic. This is the true nature of humans." Watching the fleeing figures, his blood boiled with savage delight.

He intended to hunt them down, proving once and for all that the Spirit God Race reigned supreme.

"Die!" Xuan Zhen unleashed a palm strike. With a thunderous boom, a Boundaryless cultivator was instantly crushed by the overwhelming pressure, dying on the spot.

The sight sent the remaining survivors into an even deeper frenzy of terror as they tried to outrun death.

"Sir Guo! Xuan Zhen is here! He’s coming for us!" the cultivators shrieked as they were hunted down.

Guo Huaian’s eyes widened in horror. He immediately began to flee, terrified that the monster would catch him.

However, just as he started his retreat, two figures streaked through the sky above him. It was Yang Chen and Ji Yue Shuang.

Guo Huaian hesitated for a split second upon seeing them move, but he continued his withdrawal. He had no faith in their success, remembering vividly how Ji Yue Shuang had been humbled by Xuan Zhen in less time than it took to finish a cup of tea.

Meanwhile, in the middle of his slaughter, Xuan Zhen sensed a familiar presence approaching.

"Hmm?" He paused, his voice deepening. "Ji Yue Shuang? You actually have the nerve to face me again? How interesting. I let you live last time, but today, you won't be leaving."

Xuan Zhen licked his lips in anticipation.

Ji Yue Shuang looked at him with lingering dread, yet a newfound resolve forced her to stand her ground.

She understood that if she wavered now, the morale of the others would vanish completely.

To Xuan Zhen, crushing her would be a simple task; she simply wasn't in his league.

But in that instant, a chillingly familiar aura manifested directly behind him.

"Xuan Zhen, it has been a long time. I trust you've been well?"

The sound of that terrifyingly familiar voice caused Xuan Zhen’s entire frame to shudder violently.